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Copyright, ifcjj. by J. B. Uppiycott CoaPBar. CUAi»rEIl v. They were all at breakfast when Yates next morale# entered the apart ment which was at once dining-room and parlor. "Waiting for you,” said young Hiram, humorously, that being one of a set of jokes which suited various occasions. Yates took his place near Miss Kitty, who looked as fresh and radiant as a spring flower. “I hope I haven’t kept you waiting long,” he said. “No fear,” cried Mrs. Bartlett. "If breakfast's a minute later than seven o'clock we soon hear of it from the men-folks. They get precious hungry by that time.” “By that time?" echoed Yates. “Then do they get up before seven?” “Laws! what a fanner you would make, Mr. Yates!” exclaimed Mrs. Bart lett, laughing. “Why, everything’s done about the house and barn, horses fed, cows milked—everything. There never was a better motto made than the one you learnt when you were a boy and like as not have forgotten all ahnn t: •Early to Dec ana early to rise Makes a man nealthy. wealthy and wise.' I'm sorry you don't believe in it, Mr. Yates." “Oh, that’s all right,” said Yates, with some loftiness, “but I'd like to see a man get out a morning paper on such a basis. I’m healthy enough, quite as wealthy as the professor here, and every one will admit that I'm wiser than he is, yet I never go to bed until after two o’clock, and rarely wake be fore noon." Kitty laughed at this, and young Hiram looked admiringly at the New Yorker, wishing he was as clever. ' For the land's sake!” cried Mrs. Bartlett, with true feminine profani ty. “What do you do up so late as that?” “Writing, writing,” said Yates, wirily—“articles that make dynasties tremble next morning, and which call forth apologies Or libel suits after wards, as the case may be." “Mr. Bartlett has been good enough," said the professor, changing the sub ject, “to say we may camp In the woods at the back of the farm. I have been out there this morning, and ■it certainly Is a lovely spot.” “We're awfully obliged, Mr. Bart- lett,” said Yates. “Of course Renmark went out there merely to show the difference between the ant and the butterfly. You’ll find out what a humbug he is by and by, Mrs. Bart lett. He looks honest; but you wait." “I know just the spot for the tent!” cried young Hiram—“down in the hol low by the creek. Then you won’t need to haul water.” “Yes, and catch their deaths of fever and ague.” said Mrs. Bartlett. Malaria had not then been Invented. “Take my advice, and pet your tent—if you will put it up at all—on the highest ground you can And. Hauling water won’t hurt you.” “I agree with you, Mrs. Bartlett. It shall be so. My friend uses no water— you ought to have seen his bill at the Buffalo hotel. I have it somewhere, and am going to pin it up on the out- ,Bide of the tent rsa warning to the youth of this neighborhood—and what water I need I can easily carry up from the creek." The professor did not defend him self and Mrs. Bartlett evidently took a large discount from all that Yates said. She was a shrewd woman. After breakfast the men went out to the barn. The horses were hitched to the wagon, which still contained the tent and fittings. Young Hiram threw an ax and a spade among the canvas folds, mounted to his place, and drove up the lane leading to the forest, fol lowed by Yates and Renmark on foot, leaving the farmer in his barnyard with a cheery good-by which he did not see fit to return. Yonng Hiram knew the locality well, and drove direct to an ideal place for camping. Yates was enchanted. When the tent was put up he gazed in enthusiastic rapture around him and upbraided Renmark because he took the sylvan situation so coolly. “Where are your eyes, Renny?” he cried, “that yon don’t grow wild when J— ;ook around your see tne oapy;?- sunlight filtering through the leaves; listen to the murmur of the wind in the branches; hear the trickle of the brook down there; notice the smooth bark of the beech and the rugged cov ering of the oak; smell the wholesome woodland scents. Renmark, you have no soul, or you could not be so un moved. It is like paradise. It is— Say, Renny, by Jove, I’ve forgotten that jug at the barn.” "The jug will be left there." “Will it? Oh, well, if you say so.” “I do say so. I looked around for it this morning to smash it, but couldn't find it." “Why didn't you osk old Bartlett?” “I did, but he didn’t know where it was.” Yates threw himself down on the moss and laughed, flinging his arms and legs about with the joy of living. “8ay, Culture, have yon got any old disreputable clothes with you? Well, then, go into the tent and put them on, then come out and lie on your back and look up at the leaves. You’re a good fellow, Renny, but decent clothes spoil you. Yon won't know yourself when you get ancient duds on your back. Old clothes mean freedom, lib erty, all that our ancestors fought for. When you come out we'U settle whose to cook and who to wash dishea I’ve settled it already in my own mind, but 1 am not so selfish as to refuse to dis cuss the matter with you." When the professor came out of the tent. Yates roared. Renmark himself smiled; he knew the effect would ap- peal to Yatea “By Jove, old man, I ought to hove included a mirror in the outfit. The look of learned respectability sot off with the garments of a disreputable ltramp makes a combination that is simply killing. Well, you can’t spoil i that suit, anyhow. Now sprawl." | “I’m very comfortable standing up, 'thank vou." “Get down on your back. You hear me?” “Put me there.” “You mean it?” asked Yates, sitting up. “Certainly.” “Say, Renny, beware; I don’t want to hurt you.” “I’ll forgive you for onoe." I “On your head be it.” , “On my back, you mean.” “That’s not bad, Renny,” cried Yates, springing to his feet “Now it will hurt; you have fair warning. I have spoken." The young men took sparring atti tudes. Yates tried to do it gently at I first, but, finding he could not touch i bis opponent, struck out more earnest ly' again giving a friendly warning. This went on Ineffectually for some time, when the professor, with a quick movement, %wung around his foot with the airy grace of a dancing-mas ter, and caught Yates Just behind the knee, at the same time giving him a slight tap on the breast. Yates was in stantly on his back. “Oh, I say, Renny, that wasn't fair. That was a kick.” ‘ “No, it wasn’t It is merely a little French touch. I learned it in Paris. They do kick there, you know, and it is good to know how to use your feet WIIKN TUX PBOFE8SOR CAMX OUT OF THE TENT, TATES ROARED. as well as your fists if you are set on by three, as I was one night in the Latin quarter." Yates sat up. “Look here, Renmark; when were you in Paris?” “Several times.” Yates gazed at him for a few mo ments, then said; “Renny, you improve on acquaint ance. I never saw a Bool-var in my. life. You must teach me that little kick.” , “With pleasure," said Renmark, sit ting down, while the other sprawled at full length. “Teaching is my busi ness, and I shall be glad to exercise any talents 1 may have in that line. In endeavoring to instruct a New York man, the first step is to, convince him he doesn’t know everything. That is the difficult point. Afterwards every thing is easy.” “Mr. Stillson Renmark, you are pleased to be severe. Know that you are forgiven. This delicious sylvan retreat does not lend Itself to acrimon ious dispute, or, in plain English, quarreling. Let dogs delight, if they want to; I refuse to be goaded by your querulous nature Into giving anything but the soft answer. Now to business. Nothing is so conducive to friendship, when two people are camping out, as a definition of the duties of each at the beginning. Do you follow me?” “Perfectly. What do you propose?" “I propose that you do the cooking and I wash the dishea We will forage for food alternate day a” “Very well. I agree to that.” Richard Yates sat sullenly upright, looking at his friend with reproach in his eyes. “See here, Renmark. Are you resolved to force on an internation al complication the very first day? That’s no fair show to give a man.” “What isn’t?” “Why, agreeing with him. There are depths of meanness in your charac ter, Renny, that I never suspected. You know that people who camp out always object to the part assigned them by their fellow-campers. I counted on that I’ll do anything but wash dishes." “Then why didn’t you say so?” “Because any sane man would have said ‘no’ when I suwested cooking, merely because I suggested it There’s no diplomacy about you, Renmark. A man doesn't know where to find you, when you act like that When you re fused to do the cooking, l would have said, ‘Very well, then I'll do it,’ and everything would have been lovely; but now—" Yates lay down again in disgust There are moments in life when lan guage fails a man. “Then it's settled that you do the cooking and I wash the dishes?” said the professor. “Settled? Oh, yes, if you say so; but all the pleasure of getting one's own way by the use of one's brains is gone. I hate to be agreed with in that objec tionably civil manner.’' “Well, that point being arranged, who begins the foraging, you or I?" “Both, Herr Professor, both. I pro pose to go to the hou^e of the Howards, and I need an excuse for the first visit; therefore I shall forage to a limited extent. I go ostensibly for bread. As I may not get any, you perhaps should bring some from whatever farmhouse you choose as the scene of your opera tions. Bread is always handy in camp, fresh or stale. When in doubt, buy more bread. Yon can never go wrong, and the bread won’t” “What else should I get? Milk, I suppose?” “Certainly, eggs, butter—anything. Mra. Bartlett will give you hints on what to get that will be more valuable than mine.” “Have you all the cooking utensils yon need?” “I think ao. The villain from whom i hired ttu-outflt said, ft wm oomckte. Doubtifess he lied; but weil manage, 1 think.” “Very well. If you wait until I change my clothes. I’ll go with you as far as the road." “My dear fellow, be advised and don’t change. You'll get everything twenty per cent, cheaper in that rig-out. Be sides, you are so much more pictur esque. Your costume may savi us from starvation if we run shortof cash. You can get enough for both of us as a professional tramp. Oh, well, if you insist, I’ll wait. Good advice is thrown away on a man like you.” CHAPTER VX The blessed privilege of skipping is, to the reader of a story, one of those liberties worth fighting for. Without It, who would bo brave enough to be- gip a book? With It, even the dullest volume may be made passably inter esting. It must have occurred to the observant reader that this world might be made brighter and bet ter if authors only would leave out what must be skipped. This the successful author will not do, for he thinks highly of himself, and if the unsuccessful author did it it would not matter, for he is not read. The reader of this story has, of course, come to no portion that invites skipping. She—or he—has read faith- are amply aole ana more tnan wining to take care of themselves.” And now as to Richard Yates him self. One wonld imagine that here at least a conscientious relater of eventa would have an easy task. Alas! such is far from being the fact. The case of Yates was by all odds the most com plex and bewildering of the four. He was deeply and truly in love with both of the girls. Instances of this kind are not so rare as a young man newly en gaged to an innocent girl tries to make her believe. Cases have been known where a chance meeting with one girl and not with another has settled who was to be a young man’s companion during a long life. Yates felt that in multitude of coupsel there Is wisdom, and made no secret of his perplexity to his friend. He complained sometimes that he got little help towards the solution of the problem, but generally he was quite content to sit under the trees with Renmark and weigh the dif ferent advantages of each of the girls He sometimes appealed to his friend as a man with a mathematical turn of mind, possessing an education that extended far into conic sections and algebraic formulae, to balance up the lists and give him a candid and statis tical opinion as to which of the two he should favor with serious proposals. When these appeals for help were coldly received, he accused his friend of lack of sympathy with his dilemma. fuUy up to these very words. This 1 most happy state of things has been said that he was a soulless man, and brought about first by the intelligence that if he had a heart it had become of the reader and secondly by the incrusted with the useless debris of a conscientiousness of the writer. The higher education, and swore to con- mutual cooperation so charmingly con tinued thus far enoom ages the writer to ask a favor of the reader. The story now enters a period that Mr. Yates would describe as stirring. To compare small things with great, its course might be likened to that of the noble river near which its scene is situated. The Niagara flows placidly along for miles and then sud denly plunges down a succession of turbulent rapids to the final ca tastrophe. If the writer were a novelist, instead of a simple re porter of certain events, there would be no need of asking the indulgence of the reader. If the writer were dealing with creatures of his own imagination instead of with fixed facts, these crea tures could be made to do this or that as best suited his purposes. Such, how ever,ris not the case; and the exciting eveqts that must be narrated claim .precedence over the placid happenings which, with a little help from the read er's imagination, may be taken as read. The reader is therefore to know that four written chapters which should have intervened between this and the one precedjng have been sacrificed. But a few lines are necessary to show the state of things at the end of the fourth vanished chapter. When peo ple are thrown together, especially when people are young, the mutual relationship existing between them rarely remains stationary. It drifts towards like dr dislike, and cases have been known where it progressed into love or hatred. Stillson Renmark and Margaret How ard became, at least, very firm friends. Each of them would have been ready to admit this much. In the four chap ters which, by an unfortunate combi nation of circumstances, are lost to the world, it would have been seen how .these two had at least a good founda tion on which to build up an acquaint ance in the fact that Margaret's brother was a student in the university of which the professor was a worthy member. They -had also a subject of diffeience which, if It leads not to heated argument but Is soberly dis cussed, lends itself even more to the building of friendship than subjects of argument. Margaret held that it was wrong in the university to close its doors to women. Renmark had hitherto given the subject but little thought, yet he developed an opinion contrary to that of Margaret and was too hon est a man or too little of a diplomatist to conceal it. On one occasion Yates had been present, and he threw him- 'self, with the energy that distinguished him, into the woman side of the ques tion, cordially agreeing with Margaret, citing instances and holding those who were against the admission of women np to ridicule, taunting them with fear of feminine competition. Mar garet became silent as the champion of her cause waxed the more eloquent; bat whether ahe liked Richard Yates the better for his championship, who that is not versed in the ways of women can say? As the hope of winning her regard was the sole basis of Yates’ un compromising views on the subject, it is likely that he was successful, for his •aperiences with the sex were large aad varied. Margaret was certainly attracted towards Renmark, whose deep scholarship even his excessive self depreciation could not entirely conceal, and he In turn had naturally a school master’s enthusiasm over a pupil who so earnestly desired advancement in knowledge. Had he described his feel ings to Yates, who was an expert in many matters, he wonld perhaps have learned that he was in love; but Ren mark was a reticent man, not much given either to introspection or to be ing lavish with his confidences. As to Margaret, who can plummet the depth of a young girl’s regard until she her- self'gives some indication? All that a reporter has to record is that she was kinder to Yates than she had been at the beginning. Miss Kitty Bartlett would not have *.;n < led that she had a sincere liking for the conpefted young man from New York. Renmark fell into the error of thinking Miss Kitty a frivolous young person, whereas she was merely a girl who had an inexhaustible fund of high spirits and one who took a most deplorable pleasure in shocking a se rious man. Even Yates made a slight mistake regarding her on one occasion, when they were taking an evening walk together, with that freedom from chaperonage which is the birthright of every American girl, whether she lie- longs to a farmhouse or to the palace of a millionaire. In describing the incident afterwards to Renmark (for Yates had nothing of his comrade's reserve in these matters) he said; “She left a diagram of her four fin gers on my cheek that felt like one of those raised maps of Switzerland. I have before now felt the tap of a lady’s fan In admonition, but never In my life have I met a gentle reproof that felt so much like a censure from the paw of our friend Tom Sayers.” Renmark said, with some severity, that he hoped Yatea would not forget that he was, In a measure, a guest of his neighbors. “Oh, that’s all right,” said Yates. "If you have any spare sympathy to bestow,.keep ft tor.ntfii Mr uelgJiVirs fide in him no more. He would search for a friend, he said, who had some-. thing human about him. The search ! for the sympathetic friend, however, seemed to be unsuccessful, for Yates always returned to Renmark. to have, as he remarked, ice water dashed upon his duplex-burning passion. It was a lovely afternoon in the lat ter part of May, ISflfi, and Yates was TATES WAS SWINGING IDLT IN TUB HAM MOCK. swinging idly in the hammock, with his hands clasped under his head, gaz ing dreamily up at the patches of blue sky seen through the green branches of the trees overhead, while his indus trious friend was nnromantically peel- ing potatoes near the door of the tent. “The human heart, Renny,” said the man in the hammoek, reflectively, “is a remarkable organ, when you come to think of it. I presume from your lack of Interest that you haven't given the subject much study, except perhaps in a physiological way. At the present moment It is to me the only theme worthy of a man’s entire attention. Perhaps that is the result of spring, as the poet says; but anyhow it presents new aspects to me each hour. Now, I have made this Important discovery, that the girl I am with last seems to me the most desirable. That is con trary to the observation of philoso phers of bygone days. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say. I don’t find it so. Presence is what plays the very deuce with me. Now, how do you account for it. Stilly?” The professor did not attempt to ac count for it, but silently attended to the business in hand. Yates withdrew his eyes from the sky and fixed them on the professor, waiting for the answer that did not come. “Mr. Renmark," he drawled at last, “I am convinced that your treatment of the potato is a mistake. I think potatoes should not be peeled the day before and left to soak in cold water until next day’s dinner. Of course I admire the industry that gets work well over before its results are called for. Nothing is more annoying than work left untouched until the last moment and then hurriedly done. Still, virtue may be carried to excess, and a man may be too previous.” “Well, I am quite willing to re linquish the work into your hands. You may perhaps remember that for two days I have been doing your share as well as my own.” “Oh, I am not complaining about that, at all,” said the hammock, mag nanimously. “You are acquiring prac tical knowledge, Renny, that will be of more use to you than all the learn ing taught at the schools. My only de sire is that your education should be as complete as possible; and to this end I am willing to subordinate my own yearning desire for scullery-work. I should suggest that instead of going to the trouble of entirely removing the covering of the potato in that labor- 1 ions way you should merely peel a belt around the greatest circumference of the potato. Then, rather than cook them in the slow and soggy manner that seems to delight you, you should boil them quickly, with some salt placed in the water. The remaining ! coat would then curl outward, and the V v RICHARD TATES THERE?” THE VOICE. resulting potato would be white and dry and mealy, instead of'being in the condition of a wet sponge.” “The beauty of a precept, Yates, Is the Illustrating of H. If you are not satisfied with my way of boiling pota toes. nive me a oractloal gi'icet-lv^oq,” The man in the hammoek sighed re proachfully. “Of course an unimaginative person like you, Renmark, cannot realize the cruelty of suggesting that a man as deeply In lore as I am should demean himself by attending to the prosaio de tails of household affairs. I am doubly in love, and much more, therefore, as that old bore Euclid used to say, is your suggestion unkind and uncalled for.” "All right; then don’t criticise.” “Yes, there is a certain sweet reasona bleness in your curt suggestion. A man who is unable or unwilling to work in the vineyard should not find fault with the pickers. And now, Renny. for the hundredth time of asking, add to the many obligations already con ferred, and tell me, like the good fel low you are, what you would do If you were In my place. To which of these two charming but totally unlike girls would you give the preference?" “Damn!" said the professor, quietly. “Hello, Renny!” cried Yates, raising his head. “Have you cut your finger? I should have warned you about using too sharp a knife.” But the professor had not out his finger. His use of the word given above is not to lie defended; still, as it was spoken by him, it ( seemed to lose all relationship with swearing. He said It quietly, mildly, and, in a certain sense. Innocently. He was aston ished at himself for using it, but there had been moments during the past few days when the ordinary ex pletives used in the learned volumes of higher mathematics did not fit the oo- casion. Before anything more could be said there was a shout from the roadway near them. “Is Richard Yates there?" hailed the voice. “Yes. Who wants him?" cried Yates, springing out of the hammock. “I do," said a young fellow on horse back. He threw himself off a tired horse, tied the animal to a sapling— which, judging by the horse’s condi tion, was an entirely unnecessary op eration—jumped over the rail fence and approached through the trees The young men saw coming towards them a tall lad in the uniform of the tele graph service. “Well,” said the lad, “I’ve had a hunt and a half for you. Here’s a tele gram.” “How in the world did you find out where I was? Nobody has my address.” “That's just the trouble. It would have saved somebody In New York a pile of money if you hail left your ad dress. No man ought to go to the woods without leaving his address at a telegraph office, anyhow.” The young man looked at the world from a tele graph point of view. People were good or bad, according to the trouble they gave a telegraph messenger. Yates took the yellow envelope addressed in lead pencil, but, without opening It, repeated his question: “But how on earth did you find me?" “Well, it wasn’t easy,” said the boy. “My horse is about done out. I’m from Buffalo. They telegraphed from New York that we were to spare no expense; and we haven't. There are seven other fellows scouring the country on horse back with duplicates of that dispatch, and some more have gone along the lake shore on the American side. Say, no other messenger has been here be fore me, has he?” asked the boy, with a touch of anxiety in his voice. “No; you are the first.” “I’m glad of that. I’ve been ’mast all over Canada. I got on your trail about two hours ago, and the folks at the farm house down below said you were up here. Is there any answer?” Yates tore open the envelope. The dispatch was long and he read it with a deepening frown. It was to this ef fect: "Fenians crossing into Canada at Buffalo. You are near the spot; get there quick as possible. Five of our men leave for Buffalo to-night. Gen. O’Neill is in command of Fenian army. He will give you every facility when you tell him who you are. When five arrive they will report to you. Place one or two with Canadian troops. Get one to hold the telegraph wire, and send over all the stuff the wire will carry. Draw on us for cash you need; and don't spare expense.” When Yates finished the reading of this he broke forth into a line of lan guage tiiat astonished Renmark and drew forth the envious admiration of the Buffalo telegraph boy. “Heavens and earth and the lower regions! I'm here on my vacation. I'm not going to jump into work for all the papers in New York. Why couldn't those fools of Fenians stay at home? The idiota don’t know when they're well off. The Fenians be hanged!” “Guess that's what they wlU be,” said the telegraph boy. “Any answer, sir?" "No. Tell ’em you couldn't find me.” “Don't expect the boy to tell a He,” said the professor, speaking for the first time. “Oh, I don’t mind a He,” exelaimed the boy, “but not that one. No, sir. I’ve had too much trouble finding you. I’m not going to pretend I'm no good. I started ontfor to find yon, and I have. But I’ll tell any other He you like, Mr. Yates, if it will oblige you.” • . Yates recognized in the hoy the same emulous desire to outstrip his fellows that had influenced himself when he was a young reporter, and he at once admitted the injustice of attempting to deprive him of the fruits of hU enter prise. “No,” he said, “that won't do. No; you have found mo, and you’re a young fellow who will be president of the Telegraph company some day, or per haps hold the less Important office of the United States presidency. Who knows? Have you a telegraph blank?" “Of course,” said the boy, fishing out a bundle from the leathern wallet by his side. 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Telephone 291. ROOFING SLATES. G. I & UVil, Mamilacturers —OF— Doors, Sasb, Elinas, MOTJLDIN-QS —AND- Building Material. ESTABLISHED 1842. CHARLESTON, 8. 0. April, 20 1898—1y W. I. McGIRT, D. D. ‘S pi the people of Darlington and yicinity. Office over the store of Edwards & Co. Jan. 19, M— Docs This I Hit Yon? | The management of the ] Equitable Life Assurance J; Society in the Department of ' J the Carolinas, wishes to se- J | cure a few Special Resident J | Agents. Those who are fitted J J for this work will find this ‘ J A Rare Opportunity It iswori, however, and those J[ who succeed best in it possess J character, mature judgment, J tact, perseverance, and the ] ] respect of their community. \ Think this matter over care- | fully. There’s an unusual | opening for somebody. If it | fits you, It will pay you. Fur- ; ther information on request. 1 W. J. Roddey, Manager, ! Rock Hill, & C. 'ffiifMHIMMMMMi+i [ XTAKTSVILLE RAILROAD. June 8, 1894. MIXED TRAIN Leave Hartsville 4.80 a m Jovann 4.45 a m Floyd's 5.05 a m Darlington 5.25 a m Palmetto 5.40 a in Arrive Florence 8.00 a m Leave Florence 8.50 p m Palmetto 9.05 p m Darlington 9.25 p m Floyds 9.45 p m Jovann 10.00 pm Hartsville 10.15 pm J. F. DIVINE. Gen. Supt. OHAKLESTON, SUMTER AND NORTHERN RA’.LROAP CHARLES E. KIMBALL Receiver. In Effect Jan. 10, 1894. NORTH. SOUTH. 9 8 PM. P.M. Lv 4.10 Charleston 2.80 Ar 5.20 Pregn&H’s 1.10 7.25 Sumter 11.02 8.87 Darlington 9.60 9 29 Bennettsville 9.00 9.52 Gibson 8.37 Ar 10.20 Kamlet 8.10 Lv P.M A.M No. 9 connects at Hamlet with S. A. L. Vestibule train for Raleigh, Rich mond. Washington, Baltimore, Phil adelphia and New York. No 8 connects with S. A. L. Vesti bule train/row above named points. Trains run solid to and from Charles ton. C. MILLARD, Superintendent. C & D. and C. St S. RAILROADS. • In effect June 8, 1894. MIXED TRAIN Leave Wades boro 2.00 p m Bennett’s 2.25 p m Morven’s 2.40 p m McFarland 2 55 p m Cheraw 8.45 p m Cash's.... 4.10pm Society HIU 4.40 pm Dove’s 5.15 pm Floyd’s 5.30 pm Darlington 8.05 p m Palmetto 6.20 p m Arrive Florence C.45 p m Leave Florence 7.85 a m Palmetto 8.00 a m Darlington 8.85 a m Floyd’s 3.00 a m Dove’s 9 15 a m Society Hill 9.45 am Cash's 10.15 a m Cheraw. 11.00 a in McFarland 11.40 am Morven’s 11.65 a in Bennett’s 12.10 a m Arrive Wadesboro 12.80 a m Local Freight. Leave Darlington 4 30 p m Palmetto 4.42 p m Arrive Florence 6.00 pm Leave Florence 8.80 am Palmetto 8.60 am Arrive Darlington 9 05 a u A. F. RAVENEL, President. N ORTHEASTERN RAILROAD. In effect Noy. 18,1894; SOUTH BOUND. Ns. 85. Leave Florence 8.10 a m Lanes 4.20 a m Arrive Charleston G.10 a m No. 28. Leave Florence 7.85 p m Kingstree 8.48 pm Iianes 9.07 p m Arrive Charleston 11.18 p m No. 58. Leave Lanes 7.05 p m Arrive Charleston 8.40 p m NORTH BOUND. No. 78. Leave Charleston 8.85 a m Lanes 5.40 am Kingstree 6 00 a m Arrive Florence 7.05 a m No. 82. Leave Charleston 8.55 p m Lanes 5.44 p in Kingstree 5.69 p ro Arrive Florence 6.55 p in No. 59. Leave Charleston 7.15 a m Arrive Lanes 8.45 • m No. 52 runs throngh to Columbia via Central R. R. of 8. C. Train Nos. 78 and 14 runs via Wilson and FayetteviUe—Short Line—and makes close connection for all points North. J. F. DIVINE. Gen. Supt. w ILMINGTON, COLUMBIA * AUGUSTA RALROAD. In effect June 8, 1894. SOUTH BOUND. No. 55. Leave Wilmington 3.80 p m Marlon 6-21 p m Arrive Florence 7.10 p m No. 50. Leave Florence 7.25 pm Sumter 8.88 p m Leave Sumter 8.88 p m Arrive Columbia 10.00 p m No. 58. Leave Florence 3.15 a m Arrive Sumter 4 21 a m T o No. 59. Leave Sumter 9.58 am Arrive Columbia 11.10 am No. 52 runs through from Charles ton via Central Railroad; leaving Lanes 8.48 a m, Manning 9 96 a m. NORTH BOUND. Leave Colomblz Sumter.... Arrive Florence. Leave Florence Marion Arrive Wilmington Leave Colombia Arrive Snmter No. 51. 4.80 a n 5.58 an 7.10 a n No. 56. .... 7.85 a n 8-16 a n ....11.00 an No. 58. ... 4.20 p n ... 5.48 p 1 No. 59. Leave Columbia Sumter 5.47 p m Arrive Florence 6.55 p m No. 53 rnns thiouau to unarleston via central Railroad, arriving Mai.- ning 6.21 p m. Lanes 7.05 p ir. charleston8.40 pm. Trains on South and North Caro lina R. R., leave Atkins 9.40 a. m. and 6.80 p. m., arriving Lucknow 11.10 a. m. and 8.00 p. m. Returning leave Lucknow 6.45 a. in. and 4.20 p m., ar riving Atkins 8.15 a. m. and 5.50 p.m. Daily except Sunday. Trains on Wilmington, Chad bourn and Conway Railroad leave Chad- bourn at 10.10 a m, arrive at Conway 12.80 p m, returning leave Conway at 2:00 p. m., arrive Chad bourn 4 A0 p. m. Leave Chad bourn 5AS p m arrive at Hub 6 20 p. m. Re turning leave Hub 8.15 a m, arrive at 9.00 a m. Dally exepet F, DIVINE. GsulSnp’t,